Wednesday, November 19, 2008

So, Big L volunteered me to make the turkey dinner for Thanksgiving this year.

Thanks honey.

I mean, I really didn't want to head on over to someone's house with a side platter or two and maybe a homemade pie.

No...that would be too easy.

I really wanted to sweat to death in our kitchen, constantly checking the turkey to make sure that it's cooking well and that none of our guests will end up in the hospital later...leaving me the star of one of those fun family stories later on down the road.

You know like...hey, remember the time that Jenn cooked the turkey and we ended up with salmonella poisoning? Remember?